"Max."
"Yes, my love."
"I need to tell you something" Carolyn says, laying on her back, naked while he was stroking her pregnant belly. "But until I or Clementine says otherwise, you are not allowed to speak to anyone about this. Nor do a thing about it."
"Sounds serious."
"Clem is pregnant."
"She is WHAT!" he gasped.
"Yip. Pregnant."
"But she is what? Fifteen?"
"Turning eighteen next month."
"Geez! And I take it the father is out of the story."
"For now. She told me who it was. The problem is, mom knows him too, and knows they did it. But she doesn't know that Clemmie is pregnant. And Clemmie had him relocated after he blatantly told her, he never wanted to have sex with her, nor has feelings for her."
"Horseshit! What man would just freck and lie like that? Feelings, maybe. But… wait. It is a PPG?"
Carolyn does not speak.
"Oh my god. Carolyn! You can't let this go!"
"Actually, I have. Dad was aware of Clem's feelings for him and well, he entrusted the guy. I personally think he does have feelings for her but is scared."
"Like Philip" and she nods. "So where is he now? And who is he?"
"Gavin Masters. He is British. We nicknamed him Clem's Shadow as he literally stuck to her butt like glue. I used to tease them, that I would have to get a shovel to ply them apart. Guess that didn't work."
"Does he know?"
"No. According to Clem. And before you ask, I too feel he should know. But as her sister, I have to honour her request and leave it in her hands."
"And as her queen?"
"Fire him. Charge him. Have him punished to the worst extremes," and Max chuckles.
"Yip. Stick to family rather," and she laughs.